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Watching that car flip was pretty entertaining. They were just headed for the sidewalk. The tire grazed the curb and then it was spinning through the air and upside down. The only downside was that for a brief moment she thought they might have died. Brandon wasn't moving and the other wouldn't respond to her when she asked if he was okay. If they had died, she would have had to go about whisking Azazel away the old fashioned way. At least they would have been out two souls. Oh well, she lucked out either way.​

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There was a noise and Brandon began to stir on the bed. Ahranna leaned forward and sniffled. She dabbed at her eyes and stuck out her bottom lip to appear upset. After a couple of minutes, his gaze finally fell on her and she lifted her head. "Hey there." he greeted weakly, "Are you alright, did I hurt you at all?"​

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She jumped to her feet and moved quickly to Brandon's side, resting both of her hands on one of his. "No, no. I'm perfectly fine thanks to you." she sobbed. "I feel so horrible. I didn't see your car until it was too late and then you were spinning out of control. I'm just so happy that you're okay." Ahranna blinked back tears and gave Brandon a kiss on the cheek.​

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She was still not settled. She couldn't be settled with the fact that she was locked in Hell with Lauren out and about. Lauren probably thought she was dead, anyone would probably think she was dead at this point. She had been keeping silent to herself the entire time, not trying to seem rude by not talking, it was just hard for her to.​

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At certain points she tried to just stay asleep, but she kept being nudged to time and time again by Hana who kept asking her for a trash barrel. She was always half awake when she went to get it, but on the second day there was finally a point where she realized Hana had been throwing up.​

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It seemed to start becoming more frequent, and finally she woke up from a nap hearing it, and she stood up and walked over so it was easier for Hana to see her, "I'm not going to bother asking you if you are okay... I think I know the answer... but are you sick with a flu?" Alice cautiously pressed a hand to Hana's forehead. ​

 

Sal had been pleased with the fact that Doctor Grey had decided to help them out in their plight to save Ariel. The renowned doctor seemed to be quite the wild card at the moment, but he wasn't going to question it. He caught the jacket and stood up as he was ready to go in and see the patient. It was then that he saw Hay Sun burst into the room and was frantically panicking towards Doctor Grey, practically begging him to save Ariel...even though the man just gave him a jacket that potentially had the cure for whatever ailed the patient. It was then that Ariel, looking pale as Doctor Grey just did, came into the kitchen area. It was then that he went ballistic towards them, probably because of some bad past history between him and Doctor Grey, and turned his pendant into a shield. He then covered himself in a small barrier and had a small girl walk into the barrier with him.

So that was their angle eh? It was clear that Ariel was walking towards death's door, and was probably tricked into thinking that that girl down there was someone actually important to him, when in actuality she was...well he had no idea what she was, but she was related to Temeluchus. Sal now realized why Doctor Grey had called him an idiot earlier and was slightly inclined to agree. Oh well, he had to review his options as to what he can do right now. Leaving was, certainly, not an option at this point. Instead he decided to say, "now now, calm down. We aren't here to harm you at all. In fact, we're here to cure you of your illness that is clearly ravaging your body." He wasn't entirely sure what else to add to that. He was not Uriel so he couldn't go for whatever emotional thing they had together and he wasn't Doctor Grey so he couldn't really...well he had no idea what Doctor Grey would do, but the two of them still had history between each other which was more than Sal could say of him.[DOUBLEPOST=1385697769][/DOUBLEPOST]Brandon was extremely happy to hear that the oddly colored hair girl was a-okay. He would've been extremely sad if he had hurt her, he didn't want to cause anyone pain...except for like...well everyone they were fighting against...and maybe a few other choice types of people, but a random passerby was not one of those types of people. After explaining what happened prior to his horrible car crash, she bent down and kissed him on the cheek. His senses then went into one of slight confusion but he was pretty sure that the feeling was nice.

He shifted around a bit, though feeling slightly in pain from doing, until he felt a little more comfortable. "Well, that's good to hear. Would've been bad if I hurt you." He then started to think about Buch and the rest of the gang. Oh man, he had no idea how long he was going to be cooped up in this hospital and wasn't really looking forward to staying here at all. It made him feel kind of useless actually, and that was a fairly bad feeling to be had in the usually enthused boy. "Well, thanks for stopping by, but you don't really need to stay here if you don't want to. I don't want to have to eat up any more of your time, and I'm sorry about any trouble I caused you." He figured this girl had better things to be doing with her time then just spending them with a hospitalized person she didn't even know, so he didn't want to hold her up any longer. Though there was thing that was on his mind. "But, before you go, do you have any idea how the other guy in the car with me is doing right now?" His mood was kind of lowered even farther down than it already was. Not only was he being useless at the moment, but he had also managed to injure a friend of his in the process. This was just not a good day for Brandon.

 

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❖ DAY ⟡ 52 ⦙ 3/5 ❖ DATE ⟡ Tuesday ⦙ November 12, 2013 ❖​

❖ LOCATION ⟡ Hell [Harbonah's Room] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Alice ❖​

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Hana was throwing up again. It was like clockwork every few hours an intense wave of nausea would overcome her and she was reaching the best she could for a trashcan. There was movement beside her and Alice had come to her side. ❝ I'm not going to bother asking you if you are okay... I think I know the answer... but are you sick with a flu? ❞ Alice cautiously pressed a hand to Hana's forehead.​

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She blinked back tears and turned her face away, knowing full well that Alice would feel no signs of a fever. She knew what was wrong. It didn't take her long to figure it out. It was just so unbelievable. Hana -- Xathanael -- never imagined something like this ever happening to her. It wasn't possible, and yet somehow, it was. She rolled to her side, her legs crossing at an awkward ankle. She grit her teeth and seethed in pain from the burning. ❝ I wish ... it was the flu. That would - that would be so much better. ❞ Hana exhaled sharply and pressed her lips together so hard that they turned white. Sweat dripped down her forehead and she rubbed her face in one of the pillows. ❝ So stupid...❞ she mumbled into the fabric.​

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Suddenly she was more of a liability than before. If the Dark Angels found out what was wrong with her, they would most definitely use it to their advantage. She had to put a stop to this before anyone else could get hurt because of her. Hana lifted her head and her blue eyes met Alice's dark ones. Tears stained her cheeks, but her look was unwavering. She stared at Alice long and hard before finally opening her mouth to speak. ❝ Alice. I know you don't really know me, but I need you to do something for me. You need to find something in here that's sharp, and stab me... ❞​

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At this point his task was done with the jacket having been given away. He really didn't wish to do any more so he just sat back and relaxed and soon enough Hay Sun had arrived out of the bedroom. More and more as he looked at the girl he continued to wonder just what was the deal between her and Leon, but something unexpected had occurred and Alistair immediately raised an eyebrow as the girl went up to him.

He said nothing as the girl spoke and watched her without the usual smile upon his face. The way she spoke so rashly, it was all gone and now replaced with desperation. Leon was special to her and the boy's safety is what was leading her to plead to him. Surely she must have known that he was on the side of the dark angels and even so she still continued with the pleading. He closed his eyes softly and let out a sigh "Fine fine...gonna get my ass kicked...again...but I'll do what I can" Alistair said.

Before Alistair could say any more, Leon had arisen from his bed and made his presence and demands known all to well. Alistair thought it would be fun when Leon witnessed him, but now that things had changed it was just annoying. "Still a big dumbass as usual...I warned you that there would be those that tried to kill you and here you are dying due to your own ignorance..." Alistair said crossing his arms as he leaned against his chair and closed his eyes. "He is wasting valuable energy...if the idiot continues on then he will commit suicide from overexerting himself...break his shield, knock him out, or talk him out of it...but make it fast...my patience is on the line as well..." Alistair said with a sigh.

 

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[/url]Ahranna pulled away from Brandon and he shifted on the bed. He looked in pain from the action and her dark eyes watched him filled with concern."Well, that's good to hear. Would've been bad if I hurt you."

"Nothing to worry about," she assured him. Ahranna was better than okay. Brandon just didn't know how much better.

"Well, thanks for stopping by, but you don't really need to stay here if you don't want to. I don't want to have to eat up any more of your time, and I'm sorry about any trouble I caused you. But, before you go, do you have any idea how the other guy in the car with me is doing right now?" Oh, Brandon was dismissing her. That was no good. She would have to deal with that post haste.

Ahranna parted her lips into a soft smile. "He's okay. The doctors said he broke a couple ribs and is in surgery right now, but he should be fine once he gets out. I really feel terrible about all of this." She waved her hands in a half circle, encompassing the whole room. "Would it bother you if I stayed? I just feel so terrible and I couldn't go home knowing that two innocent people wound up in the hospital on my behalf. I could keep you company while you get your strength back, unless you'd rather I leave..." Her head drooped and she bat her thick eyelashes looking sulky and wounded.​

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So as it turned out, Buch was also quite injured in the hospital with him as well. It sounded like he could make a full recovery from this accident, which was good, but he still felt pretty bad about the whole thing. He sighed a bit at hearing this and then continued to listen to what the girl had to say. Apparently she wanted to stay here with Brandon while he was in the hospital. She seemed to feel really bad about the situation that he ended up in, and wanted to be around while he regained his strength. It was nice of her really, and she seemed to be a bit wounded by him saying that she could leave, so what could this boy do other than the obvious.

"Oh, well sure you can stay. I just figured you had other things to get back to. But I don't mind if you want to stick around." Brandon was rather alright with the company that this girl provided to offer him with and thought that having someone around might make things go by better. The fact of the matter was, though, that physically he felt pretty awful and didn't really know what to do to pass the time, even with someone else nearby. He then turned to her and said, "oh yeah, guess we should introduce ourselves to each other than. My name's Brandon." Formalities were not something to be simply dismissed after all.

 

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The people who came to recruit her had finally left her alone to have her think time as she asked for. One told her to make her decision ASAP while the other told her to try to not rush into anything. If Adam wouldn't have come to intervene, she had a feeling Henrik would have left with a black eye and her heart would have been hardened further. Both of them combined together had seriously sapped her strength emotional wise. She had wandered aimlessly on the beach for who knew how long. Eventually, she came to where the shore seemed to end and began to rise up to high cliffs about twenty feet above the sea. She stopped walking and stood in the sand, feeling the sun warm her back. ​

The sight of the cliffs took Cora's breath away. She just had to get a picture of this. She took her camera and aimed it at the cliffs, aiming it close to the top. She moved it so she could focus on it better, and then spotted something... Cora brought her camera down, not believing her eyes. But now, she could see there was someone on the edge of the cliff. Cora put the camera to her eyes once more and adjusted the lens to get a clear shot. It looked like a young woman dressed in a grey shirt and jeans. She was staring out into space and had some sort of bundle close to her. Raising an eyebrow, Cora snapped a photo of the unsuspecting person. Sometimes when people didn't know there was a camera near by, it made fascinating photos. Cora peered more closely with her camera, zooming it as much as she could on the young woman on the cliff. She could have sworn she saw a tiny hand poke out of the bundle and reach up to the young lady. A baby? ​

Cora was about to lower her camera and turn away to move away, but something didn't feel quite right. Just as Cora was about to move the camera away, she saw that the young woman had stepped to the very edge of the cliff, holding the bundle away from her and dangerously over the edge. The Russian gasped and dropped her camera around her neck."Эй! WHAT YOU DOING?!" She didn't seem to hear Cora though and continued to hold out what Cora had assumed was an infant. The Russian had a bad feeling about this. Immediately, Cora tossed her camera to the ground and sprinted to the water where the cliff was. She tore off her jacket and it fall in the sand and then rushed into the water without hesitation. "Стоп! Stop!" But it was no use. In all but an instant, the young woman let go of the bundle. Down it began to plummet to the crashing waves below. Cora swore she could hear the wailing of the infant above the roar of the waves. She was just waist deep in the water, but she was still too far away. 'I'm not going to make it!​

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Cora screamed in frustration, fearing that she would not be able to prevent the worse from happening. Suddenly, everything seemed to be silent. She could no longer hear the crash of the waves, the crying of the baby, the water sloshing around her... Everything was still. Cora felt her feet come to a halt and reached out to the bundle that was about to fall to the water. And then, it happened. The water before Kora swell and rolled away from her, almost unnaturally. It rolled along the cliff and met with the infant, catching it before it slammed into the abyss below. Instead of the infant disappearing into the waves, it floated on top of the unnatural swell of seawater. Then, gradually, the strange wave began to roll back to Cora gently and easily, still keeping the infant out of harm's way. Before she knew it, the huge mound of water had shrunken down to a small swell and held the crying baby up to Cora as if offering the little on to her. Stunned, Cora took the sobbing infant in arms. The water then lost its form and plopped back into the sea. Cora stood there in shock, holding the baby in her arms. Did that... just happen? She just saved a life by doing...​

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The screaming child in her arms brought her attention momentarily back to earth. She clutched the baby close to her, cradling the wee one lovingly and protectively. "I have you, shhh..." She felt herself move out of the ocean and back on dry land, still holding and comforting the hysteric infant. The Russian looked to the cliff, seeing that the woman was still there, staring right at Cora in shock and bewilderment. As soon as the young woman realized that someone was looking right at her, she made a run for it. Cora heard shouting and then saw a couple of men stop the young woman, holding her and restraining her. Cora looked away from the scene and back down to the little life. Life was just not fair... Cora was so out of it, she barely noticed that some people and paramedics had come up to her, and in an instant, the child was in safe hands. The bluenette stumbled away from the crowd, picking up her jacket and then her camera. With jittery hands, Cora pulled out her phone and dialed Adam's number. When she heard the familiar voice on the other end, she felt temporarily peace. "A-Adam..." Her voice was unsteady, and her knees felt weak. "Zomething happened..." ​

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Alice's eyes widened at the words Hana had just spoken, "Wh-what? Why?" Hana motioned for her to come closer and whispered in her ear, "Because I'm pregnant."​

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Alice was silent for a moment before she whispered back, "Clearly I do not understand how this is a probl- oh god it wasn't one of these people in hell was it?"​

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Hana chewed on her lip, "No -- well, sort of; but technically no. It wasn't one of the people that brought either of us here." Alice leaned back a bit and let out as silently as she could from her distance, "How far along should you be?"​

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"I've lost track of the days since I've arrived here. A week maybe? I'm not really sure how long it's been anymore." Alice grabbed her chin and whispered, "...a week? oh my..." she went into thought for a moment before her eyes widened again, "When you say stab... you don't mean..." she lost the words and motioned a plunging towards the chest.​

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Hana shook her head and lowered her gaze to her abdomen. "No, no. I mean down there. I can't do it because I'm restrained. I need you to kill the baby before it gets any bigger and mortal instruments don't do any damage."​

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"...mortal instruments? What are you carrying in there?" Alice immediately covered her mouth realizing she spoke loudly and she quickly changed it up, "What, do angels never die..." she stood up shakily and started looking around the room. ​

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"Angels don't die. The humans we inhabit do. We're reincarnated after every passing. Our children, the Nephilim, are a bit different. They aren't like us, so there is no reincarnation for them. They weren't cast out of Heaven, they were created here. They grow incredibly fast. They're adults in the blink of an eye and then they stop growing. The aging process goes from a rapid acceleration to a cripplingly slow acceleration. It could take them centuries before they died if they were permitted to live that long. They're more durable than humans and they can only be killed by holy or damned weapons. Human creations won't kill them. Which is why it has to die now, before it's too late and the Dark Angels find out what I have inside of me."​

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Alice opened up the drawer and quickly shuffled through them, before she finally found a knife and she stared at it for a moment before she walked back over to Hana and held it up, "You would think they would pull all of these knives out of here..."​

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Hana's eyes fell on the blade and she threw her arms out in front of her, screaming in pain from the restraints. "Not ... that ... knife ..." she spoke painfully through gritted teeth. "That knife will kill me, like permanently kill me. No more reincarnation, nothing. More dead than when a human dies."
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Alice jumped back and spoke, "I'm sorry I didn't know." she carefully placed the knife back in the drawer and looked at them all and spoke, "All of these knives are the same type..." Hana let out a sigh and looked over to where Alice is standing. "Never mind. Don't worry about it. We just ... we really need to get out of here."​

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Alice shook her head, "I am worrying about it." She continued looking around murmering, "This is making me really glad I am homosexual."​

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"How fortunate for you..."​

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Alice let out a deep sigh and turned back over towards Hana, "Unless you want me to attempt to stab you with the corner of a picture frame, we have nothing else." Hana let out another sigh. "No. That won't do. I need to get out of these restraints before they burn my hands and feet off."​

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"Do you have any ideas for that?"​

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W E A R I N G ✖ W R I T I N G ✖ M U S I C
MOOD ※ STRESSED ✖ DAY 50 ※ 3/4 ✖ DATE ※ 11/10/2013 ✖ LOCATION ※ PARIS, FRANCE • LEON'S FLAT
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❝Fine, fine . . . Gonna get my ass kicked . . . again . . . But I'll do what I can.❞ The immense weight on Hay Sun's shoulders lifted and she roughly bit the inside of her cheek to control all impulses to both tackle the shit out of Alistair Grey ( which, with her elevated, manic emotions, might have actually killed him ) and cry.

❝You!❞ Her head snapped up to see Pretty Boy ( jesus fuck, he even looked worse in the good light ) pointing accusingly at Alistair. ❝All of you, out.❞ She quickly opened her mouth to argue. ❝Out!❞

Like his legs were giving out, Leon slid to the ground and Hay Sun was on her feet immediately, panicking. The pendant around his neck began to glow, he whispered something, and then a barrier shimmered around him. A flash of memories passed through her mind, invoking the plane crash over the Atlantic, where the same shimmering, golden banner saved her life. Her arm reached out to touch him, but Hay Sun was taken aback that he was protecting himself from . . . her.

God, this was so fucking stupid.

❝Papa?❞

The little girl that had been with him on the bed appeared and managed to slip inside ( or was she let in? ) the barrier and her lips pulled into a thin line, suddenly feeling very . . . not good. . . . Uriel, that little br - . . . girl. Who is she?

Uriel was silent for a long moment, and Hay Sun could feel his unpleasant feelings bubbling under her skin. That is not a little girl. he told her decisively, and she blinked.

All of her protective instincts went on high as Italie explained their motives. She dropped to her knees and cautiously shuffled towards the barrier. ❝Leon,❞ she began, her voice pathetically desperate, ❝please let me help you. I . . . You can't die. I won't let you. God fucking shit . . . I don't know what'll happen if you d – ❞ Hay Sun choked on the word, on the idea, as she placed her hand up to the barrier. It began to sear into her palm, but fuck her if that even slightly affected her resolve.

Wincing slightly, she forced her way into the barrier until it was just her hand that was completely in. Her skin was red and it felt like it was on fire, but she didn't care. ❝I'm . . . I'm going to save your ass, whether you fucking like it or not. I've been through too much shit for you to just die on me, so let me save you, dumbass . . .❞

One small pulsation later, and then the barrier melted away, and Hay Sun gripped at her burning hand which she couldn't feel anymore.

In a slightly strained tone, she called for Ralvie to come to the room and then looked at Italie with the jacket, and then to Alistair. ❝What do we have to do?❞​

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 52 - 3/5 | DATE: November 12th, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Out and About ==> Park in Taupo, New Zealand

As they wandered about Taupo in search of the next fallen angel, Joslyn started to get lost in thought. It felt weird to have the dwindling group split up into smaller parts, though it seemed like that was their best course of action. Hopefully the group that stayed behind in Westport would have better luck at convincing Cora to join. It was a stretch, but hopefully they'd be able to do it. Though, the more she thought about it, the more she got worried. This wasn't good at all. She needed to have more faith in the group over there. No matter how much she told herself that they could do it, though, a little bit of doubt still clung to her brain like a parasite.

Speaking of groups, she felt a little more than odd having the two newcomers in the group. It was comforting that Leo came along with them, though she would've liked it if Brandon had come along. At least she was more comfortable talking to him or Leo than the rest of the group. It was true that she hasn't really tried to talk to the others, though she would like it if she could talk to them normally, without all of the stammering. Even though Victor and Tessa don't plague her thoughts as constantly as before, she still felt uncomfortable talking to people. She had become so used to keeping to herself and trying to ignore the two that trying to actually talk to others normally seemed impossible. Hopefully Azazel would be able to help her overcome that seemingly colossal barrier.

"Honey, where is your head at? You should be focusing on the compass right now." Joslyn jumped at the sound of the angel's voice.

"What? Oh, sorry... I just... got distracted, is all." Her voice trailed off as she brushed her thumb against the hidden compass's cracks.

"Are you worried about the others?"

"Something like that." As she spoke to Azazel, the ghostly teenager continued to stutter out directions to follow.

"Is it Brandon?" A playful tone tinged her voice.

"Wha-what?" The girl's pale face took on a light shade of red.

The angel giggled at the reaction. "Just joking around, honey." Her cheeks burned even redder after that. "Well, at any rate, we need to find this angel and regroup with the others quickly. I've got a bad feeling that something is gonna happen soon."

"Oh no... Though, bad things happen to us a lot, so this wouldn't be new..." The albino said with a somber tone.

"We need to be extra careful. Keep our guard up at all times."

"Right."

After a long time, the compass led them to a park. They had to be close by at this point since it was heating up quite a bit. To her surprise, what the compass led them too looked a lot younger than what they were expecting. In fact, the person that it was pointing to looked no older than nine years old.

"No way, this kid is a fallen?" Azazel was just as shocked as Joslyn was. "Well... If the compass says so. Try talking to him."

"U-umm... E-excuse m-m-me," the nervous girl started. "A-are you by y-y-yourself h-here?" As she spoke, thoughts from earlier fluttered around in her head. She started wonder if Brandon was safe right now.​

 

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LEON[/url] WAS SO OUT OF SORTS RIGHT NOW THAT HE WAS ONLY HEARING ROUGHLY HALF THE THINGS BEING SAID. THE GIST OF IT WAS THAT THEY WERE CLAIMING TO WANT TO HELP HIM, BUT HE KNEW BETTER. ALISTAIR GREY WAS THERE. THAT COULD ONLY MEAN BAD NEWS. HIS GOLD EYES FLICKERED BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN EACH PERSON. LEON WAS BARELY PROCESSING ANYTHING THAT WAS BEING SAID AT THIS POINT. ALL OF HIS POWER WAS GOING TO THIS SHIELD TO PROTECT HIMSELF AND MALI.​

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"He is wasting valuable energy...if the idiot continues on then he will commit suicide from overexerting himself...break his shield, knock him out, or talk him out of it...but make it fast...my patience is on the line as well..." ALISTAIR SAID WITH A SIGH.​

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LEON'S EYES WIDENED FURTHER. "KEEP HIM - KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ME." HIS VOICE WAS BARELY OVER A WHISPER AS HIS ENERGY CONTINUED TO DEPLETE FURTHER AND FURTHER.​

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"Now now, calm down. We aren't here to harm you at all. In fact, we're here to cure you of your illness that is clearly ravaging your body." IT WAS SOME MAN HE DIDN'T RECOGNIZE NOR DID HE CARE FOR CURRENTLY. ALL LEON WANTED WAS FOR THESE PEOPLE TO BE OUT OF HIS HOUSE. HE DIDN'T TRUST ANYONE THAT WAS WILLING TO COOPERATE WITH ALISTAIR.​

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HIS GAZE WAS SO INTENTLY FOCUSED ON ALISTAIR THAT HE ALMOST DIDN'T NOTICE THE GIRL DROP TO HER KNEES AND SHUFFLE HER WAY TOWARDS HIM. WHAT WAS SHE DOING. "STAY AWAY," HE WHISPERED TO HER, EVEN THOUGH EVERY ONE OF HIS NERVES WAS SCREAMING TO LET HER COME CLOSER.​

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"Leon," SHE BEGAN, HER VOICE DESPERATE. HIS GAZE HELD HER'S AS SHE PLEADED WITH HIM. "please let me help you. I . . . You can't die. I won't let you. God fucking shit . . . I don't know what'll happen if you d – " SHE CHOKED ON HER WORDS. THE GIRL LIFTED HER HAND UP TO THE BARRIER AND PRESSED HER PALM AGAINST IT.​

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LEON WET HIS MOUTH AND SHOOK HIS HEAD NO. WHAT WAS SHE DOING? SOMETHING DEEP WITHIN HIM WAS SCREAMING THAT SHE WOULD GET HURT FROM THE BARRIER AND HE DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HER HURT. THERE WAS A SEARING SOUND AND THEN HER HAND BROKE THROUGH THE RIPPLING ORB THAT SURROUNDED HIM. SHE WINCED AND THE SKIN ON HER HAND HAD TURNED RED FROM BREAKING THE BARRIER. HE COULD FEEL IT SHATTER AROUND HIM AND THEN THE GIRL WAS ONLY INCHES FROM HIM. HIS LIFELESS GOLDEN EYES FELL TO HER HAND AND HIS CHEST CONSTRICTED. LOOKING AT IT WAS SO PAINFUL. HE WANTED TO HELP THE GIRL EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS HERE WITH THAT MAN. ​

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"I'm . . . I'm going to save your ass, whether you fucking like it or not. I've been through too much shit for you to just die on me, so let me save you, dumbass . . ."​

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HE NODDED HIS HEAD AND SWALLOWED PAINFULLY. LEON FELT LIKE HE WAS GOING TO THR -- NOPE, ON SECOND THOUGHT, HE WAS GOING TO THROW UP. HE GOT TO HIS HANDS AND KNEES IN TIME TO TURN HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE AND VOMIT IN THE HALL. JUST GREAT. HE LOOKED UP TO SEE HER GRIPPING HER BURNT HAND. HIS EYES STUNG AND HIS THROAT BURNED OF ACID. WHY DID SO MANY PEOPLE HAVE TO SEE HIM IN SUCH A PATHETIC STATE?​

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"What do we have to do?" SHE ASKED ALISTAIR.​

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LEON WIPED HIS MOUTH ON HIS SLEEVE AND REACHED FOR HER HAND. SHE WAS SO STUPID, ALWAYS TAKING RISKS THAT ENDED WITH HER GETTING INJURIES. "DON'T BE SO CARELESS ALL OF THE TIME," HE MUTTERED. LEON HELD HER HAND BETWEEN HIS PALMS AND IT WAS LIKE ELECTRICITY SHOT HIM IN THE HEART. HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WAS DOING, BUT WHEN HE PARTED HIS HANDS ONCE MORE, HER'S WAS NO LONGER RED. HE FELT DIZZY AND SLUMPED AGAINST THE WALL, NOT LETTING GO OF HER.​

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WHEN HE LOOKED UP, ALISTAIR DIDN'T REALLY LOOK TOO SURE, BUT HE PULLED OUT A BUNCH OF STUFF FROM WITHIN THE JACKET AND JUST STARTED TO MASH IT TOGETHER [ MUGWORT, VERVAIN, HAIR FROM AZIDAHAKA ]. HE GAVE IT TO HAY SUN AND SHE HELD IT UP TO HIM, COMMANDING HIM TO EAT IT. LEON SWALLOWED NERVOUSLY BEFORE GAGGING. THAT DID NOT LOOK APPETIZING IN THE LEAST BIT. HE SHOOK HIS HEAD NO AND SHE ALL BUT SHOVED IT INTO HIS MOUTH. HE MADE A FACE AT HER AND SWALLOWED DOWN THE HERBS. HE DIDN'T LOOK OR FEEL ANY DIFFERENT.​

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Tick Tock​

One Item is correct.​

Leon's life has been cut down to 5 hours remaining.​

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"Oh, well sure you can stay. I just figured you had other things to get back to. But I don't mind if you want to stick around." said Brandon.​

Ahranna lifted her head and smiled at him. "Thanks. It's just so much more comforting knowing that I can stay and look after my hero."​

He then turned to her and said, "Oh yeah, guess we should introduce ourselves to each other than. My name's Brandon."​

She took a seat and nodded her head slightly at him. "Mine is Ahranna. It's a real pleasure to meet you Brandon. I just wish it didn't have to be under such circumstances. And your friend, what is his name?"​

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Guess # 2​

Hair from Azidahaka, Sage, Zaebos Skin​

One Correct Herb​

Leon's body becomes covered in blisters and sores that start to pop and ooze.​

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Guess # 3​

Sage, Vervain, Betony​

Two correct Herbs​

Leon starts choking and his eyes roll to the back of his head before he collapses,​

sprawled out on the floor.​

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Vincent Antonio Zeppeli
DAY: 52 - 4/5 | DATE: November 12th, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Leon's Residence in Paris, France

At the sight of the blisters and sores popping up on this stranger's body, he knew that the combination was slightly off. This was serious business. His fate was in their hands, and he did not want to be responsible for someone's death.

After trying another mixture, the poor guy started to choke and collapsed on the floor. "Oh God, oh God!" As he panicked, he went up to him and held him up. "C'mon guy, don't die on us!" His healing touch started to have an effect on him as the blisters disappeared and he had regained consciousness.​

 

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Guess # 4​

Sage, Vervain, Mistletoe​

One correct herb​

Leon stops choking and seems to breathe easy for a moment.
The sores and blisters heal.​

His heart stops beating...​

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Vincent Antonio Zeppeli​

DAY: 52 - 4/5 | DATE: November 12th, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Leon's Residence in Paris, France​

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After healing him, they administered the next mixture. When the stuff was given to him, he seemed to just stop moving. Fearing the worst, Vincent checked his pulse and found nothing. "OH GOD, NO!" At that moment, he began to administer CPR in the hopes that this, combined with his healing power, would help him out.​

 

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Leon's heart starts beating again.
His breathing is restored.
Guess # 5
Sage, Betony, Basil
One correct herb
The flesh on his fingers starts melting off and he opens his eyes, screaming in pain.​

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